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I Felt It Too

Fell through a hole..
With a sticky hindrance.
Kept falling..
Until gave up on coherence.
Slimy streaks of me..
Pungent choking if only I could see.
Something crawled..
Touching something felt safe.
It’s a hole you fool..
Clueless you can sit and drool.
Torn and shredded..
I had slowly blended.
Darkness can be bright..
If you don’t put up a fight.
Spaced out..
I thought I will never be out.
Suddenly a shout..
Beneath rushed heart beats.
Pulled along with the dirt..
Was a faint reflection of my floral skirt.
How could I leave you …
When I felt it too.
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